Send a red envelope to heaven

Chapter 91

Dr. Wang doesn't care about everyone's eyes, he can see clearly that Li Yunhe, the helm of the Li family in Jinling, personally gave the Yuntian Mall to this young man.

I almost offended Cheng Sheng because of Zhang Jingtian's idiot before, so I naturally want to lower my posture now.

"Xiao Wang, what is that, go out and buy me a box of spicy sticks, and buy a pack of Xiaosu cigarettes by the way."

"what?"

Dr. Wang was stunned. What, what's going on?
Brother Sheng, didn't you make a bet with people and use medical skills to save people?

Spicy strips, cigarettes, are these also needed to save lives?

The eyes of the people present widened one by one, and they almost fainted when they heard Cheng Sheng's words.

Are you fucking kidding, aren't you saving people?

The corners of the old Chinese medicine man's mouth also twitched. Although Cheng Sheng was so loud just now, he was really startled by the luck of the silver needle.

But I can't even think of it, why do I need spicy cigarettes.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

"Cheng Sheng, right? Are you out of your mind? If you're afraid, just say it. Just kneel down and call me grandpa three times. Why bother playing tricks?" Before Dr. Wang could speak, Yang Song exploded instantly. face sneer.

"Shut up, Yang Song, right? It's up to you. Go out and buy it for me. Brother Sheng is here, so you don't have the right to speak."

I am sub-Ao, how can I be so stupefied that I dare to talk to Brother Sheng like this.

Dr. Wang could be considered to have found an opportunity, and someone unexpectedly jumped out to fight against Brother Sheng.

"Ah, Dr. Wang?" Yang Song was dumbfounded. What the hell is going on? Even though Dr. Wang respected Cheng Sheng, he was only a 20-year-old young man, how could he obey his advice.

Helpless, Yang Song gritted his teeth, gave Cheng Sheng a gloomy look, and left with a flick of his sleeve.

There was no other way, even Dr. Wang had spoken, he was the leader among his peers, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so Yang Song had no choice but to buy spicy sticks and cigarettes.

Damn it, kid, when I bring the things back, you won't be able to save Living Water Chen Sheng, let's see how I kill you.

Dr. Wang had an apologetic smile on his face, and he was more transparent than anyone else.

Just kidding, brother Sheng can even beat tree spirits away, he is definitely not an ordinary person, although it is unbelievable to bring the dead back to life, but there is no word impossible for brother Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, take a break."

A few minutes later, Yang Song was out of breath and brought back the things Cheng Sheng asked for. Cheng Sheng took the things, counted them and was very satisfied.

Shabi Yang Song, let's see what brother Sheng taught you about a miracle doctor.

Cheng Sheng nodded and grinned at Shui Muqing. "Don't worry, big anchor, I will definitely do what I said."

Shui Muqing pursed her lips, her peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive, and she watched Cheng Sheng return to the emergency room.

"Hiss, who the hell is this young man?"

"Tsk tsk, that's interesting. Even Doctor Jinling respects him so much. It seems that there is suspense in this bet."

For a while, the onlookers also had different expressions, quietly waiting for the result.

Cheng Sheng put a large bag of things on the ground, took out WeChat, scanned it, and sent it directly to Monkey King.

"Ding."

Sun Wukong: Xiao Cheng is really interesting, but what is this thing? Why is it the same as the miniature version of my grandson's golden cudgel?
Cheng Sheng: Hey, Brother Monkey, this is called a cigarette, you smoke it.

After speaking, Cheng Sheng taught Monkey King how to use cigarettes.

Not long after, Sun Wukong's news came again.

Sun Wukong: Oh, my God, this cigarette is really strong, and I am happy like a fairy after taking a puff. No, my old grandson is a fairy.

In the Heavenly Court, Sun Wukong held a cigarette between his fingers, and under the envious eyes of the immortals, he spit out a circle of eyes, with an intoxicated expression, and the immortals rushed to snatch it.

"Damn it, don't grab it. Xiao Cheng gave it to me. Hey, Second Junior Brother, are you still grabbing it?"

Cheng Sheng looked at the message from Monkey King and secretly thought that it was almost done, a box of spicy sticks plus cigarettes, there are so many weird things, I don't worry if you don't help.

Just now Cheng Sheng also tentatively sent Laojun a message, but he didn't realize that this stubborn old man just said no way and told him to get out.

Even though Cheng Sheng is a celebrity in heaven, he can't speak well in front of a god of the Sanqing level like Taishang Laojun, but he has Sun Wukong as his backstage.

Cheng Sheng edited the message again and sent it to Taishang Laojun.

Humph, old guy, don't blame me for looking for Brother Hou if you don't give it this time.

Cheng Sheng: Hey, Laojun, do you think you can give me this Resurrection Pill? Don't be so stingy.

Taishang Laojun: Don’t give it, don’t give it, just don’t give it, Cheng Sheng, how many times has this old man said, if you want Dan or not, you won’t give it if you want.

Damn, old stubborn, with such a tough attitude, okay, I will see if you will give it.

Cheng Sheng took a sip, and found it difficult to find Brother Hou.

Cheng Sheng: Brother Hou, are these cigarettes enjoyable and satisfying?

Sun Wukong: Oh, it’s so enjoyable, Xiao Cheng’s stuff is so good, it’s even more exciting than Latiao.

Where did Sun Wukong smoke this kind of thing, he was so happy that a flower burst out of his mouth.

Cheng Sheng: Brother Hou, didn’t I go to Laojun just now, and wanted to ask him for a Resurrection Pill, this Laojun is too stingy.

Sun Wukong: Oh, this old guy has always been like this, and that elixir is his lifeline.

Cheng Sheng: Brother Hou, what do you think about this?

Sun Wukong: Don't worry, if my old grandson comes out, how dare he refuse to give it, at worst, my old grandson will make trouble with him for a while.

It's done, Cheng Sheng laughed, damn it, it's Sun Dasheng after all.

10 minute later.

"Ding."

Monkey King sent a red envelope, click to receive.

You got a Resurrection Pill.

"Damn it, I got it. Brother Sheng will show you idiots what is rejuvenation."

Cheng Sheng held the Resurrection Pill. The pill was about the size of an ordinary capsule, but there were faint fluctuations of immortal power on it, and it was still warm. It seemed that it had just come out of the oven.

Shui Chen Sheng was lying on the operating table, his hands and feet were cold, his soul was still there, but he had lost his vitality.

With a flick of Cheng Sheng's fingers, Xian Li pried open Shui Chen Sheng's teeth, and put the Resurrection Pill into his mouth.

Then under the guidance of Qimai Technique, Sisi Xianli flowed into Shui Chen Sheng's eight extraordinary meridians with vitality, and his cold body gradually became warm, and even the heart rate display showed a slight fluctuation.

"Shenmen thirteen needles, go."

With the Huanhun Pill entering his body, plus the thirteen needles of Shenmen, Shui Chen Sheng could hardly die even if he wanted to.

"Om."

The trembling sound of the silver needle echoed in the emergency room...

At the same time, the Taishang Laojun who had just returned home from a meeting in the heavenly court had a tragedy.

The boy guarding the door at the door was stunned by some heavenly killer. The Taishang Laojun yelled that he was not good, and rushed into the alchemy room, only to see that the alchemy room was in a mess, and the fire of the eight trigrams furnace was extinguished. Not to mention, the pills were scattered all over the place.

"Ah, Sun Monkey, you stole my elixir again, elixir, my elixir, the elixir that can live forever."

Taishang Laojun only felt that his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

I really would rather fight with Erlang God than provoke Brother Sheng.

Looking at the empty elixir gourd, Taishang Laojun wanted to cry but had no tears.

(End of this chapter)